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The Mouths of Babes

Published February 28, 2018 in Mickey - 0 Comments

The Mouths of Babes

Crisp Saturday morning,

grass still wet with dew.

Red cardinal stopped to survey the scene.

Mickey threw the ball

to little three year old Jacob.

Catching it the boy asked

“Daddy, do you believe in God?”

Taken aback slightly,

“Yes, I do.”

Then, in kind.

“Do you?”

“God brought me to you”, the boy said, matter of fact.

Mickey dropped the ball,

felt a rush of emotion

that he didn’t want the boy to see.

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